"WHAT THE HELL?!?" Paul shouted at Emily. His body shook with so much anger he was positive he was changing, but he didn't. Sam, who was in wolf form, came running. Changing back without getting dressed, he rushed to Emily.

"I'm sorry, she should be back soon." Emily explained what was happening to Sam.

After two hours, Paul was still jumpy. "It'll be dark in an hour. She'll show up before then," Jared said.

Jacob was silent for a moment. "Nah, she won't." He balanced the chair that he was sitting in on its back two legs. Paul pulled said chair back and made Jacob fall. "What the fuck, man?" The glare Paul was giving made even Sam scared for a moment, but he didn't let it show.

"What do you mean by that Jake?" Jared asked slowly, never taking his eyes of Paul. He probably wasn't even listening but asked so Paul might know.

"She has a horrible sense of direction and might have gotten lost or went to her place." Jacob got up and left still rubbing his hurt head. The rest of the boys stood in silence. Emily just continued to cook. When all the cooking was done, none of the boys had moved or spoke once. "How about you eat first, Paul, then go out to look for her? Eat first. I'll get her address from Jake."

Paul rushed back to Emily's after finding that she wasn't home. Then Jake came by and said she was probably still in the forest. Paul rushed outside and went to the edge of the woods. Once in the cover of the trees he removed his only articles of clothing, shorts and boxers. Now as nude as she was the first time he met her, he turned into a wolf and took off.

It didn't take long before he found the clearing she was last seen in. Sniffing around a bit, he caught her scent. Following it deep into the woods, he soon found the end of the trail. Suddenly he grew panicky because it just stopped at a tree. He looked for all other scents. Lifting his head, he realized the scent didn't stay low.

Looking up into the tree, Paul wanted to face palm so bad. She was asleep in a branch high up. He felt so stupid for not looking up immediately. He wanted so much right that second, and he knew that Sam was right. Sean, who he tried to kill him only the day before, was his imprint. The irony. He whimpered slightly. Now for the dilemma; he didn't want to wake her, but he also didn't want to leave her in a tree for the night.

Fortunately he didn't need to make a choice; she woke up on her own.

"Wha?" Sean looked around. He whimpered again, only this time it was to get her attention. "Hm? Ah. Sam? Jake? No. Neither. Hmm. Ah! Paul?" she spoke in one word sentences. He nodded. "Move. Down." He was confused. Down? cocking his head to the side he laid down. "Me." Oh he got it. Backing up he watched her slide down the tree as if it were natural.

She sat down at the trunk of the tree. Waiting several moments, he warily came close to her. Asleep. She fell asleep. He growled at her and pushed her with his head. "No, I want sleep." He pushed her again. "Can I ride you?" He was shocked. Shaking his head no, she said, "Then there is your answer." Closing her eyes again, he pushed harder. "Unless I can ride you, I'm going to sleep, and if you keep waking me, I'm returning to the tree. So I'll ask again, may I have a ride?"

This time he nodded. He wasn't sure how much the 5'3" girl weighed. Although now that he thought of it, it wouldn't matter. He was inhumanly strong. Getting on his back, she grabbed tufts of fur in each hand and leaned forward as far as possible till she basically laid flat on his back.

"Ready when you are," Sean said, and he took off.

When he arrived back at Emily's ten minutes later, Sean was asleep again. Making sure not to be seen, he scratched at Emily's door. He needed Sam to take her in. He didn't want to turn into a nude man with her on his back. Emily answered. Sam came soon after. He went to take the girl off of Paul's back but he couldn't get her hand to untangle from Paul's fur.

Sean started to mumble things in her sleep. Things like "My warmth. Get the fuck away," or "Comfy pillow, get your own damn one."

"Well, Paul, I give up. You are her 'warmth'." Growling what would have been grumbles if he were human, he entered the house. "Follow me, 'pillow'." Sam and the rest of the boys were never going to let Paul live this down.

Once in the spare room, Sam and Emily left to go to their own room. Lightly jumping up onto the bed, he felt her grip his fur harder. He fell asleep soon after that.